"I swear I don't know anything about the Marquis of Seeac." Carbon lay on his stomach in the stagnant water, trying his best to look up at Joe: "Give me time, let me check...... Whoever does a good deed, I will deliver it to you with my own hands. ”

Qiao stiffened his face and grabbed his head hard: "But, you will retaliate, right?" ”

Carbon gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously: "No, I won't!" ”

Joe kept shaking his head: "No, you will get revenge." ”

Carbon gritted his teeth and looked at Joe with great sincerity: "I won't retaliate, why should I retaliate?" ”

Joe pointed at Carben and sighed, "Look at how embarrassed you have become, the head of the dignified Butcher family, you will definitely take revenge for being so embarrassed by me." ”

Carbon was almost crazy, and with a big smile, he whispered to Joe, "No, I won't, I swear by my grandfather's soul that I won't retaliate...... Moreover, we always have to find a way to resolve the conflict in front of us, and you can't always tie me here. ”

Carbone smiled, "Do you want me to assist you in apprehending the Marquis of Seeak?" No problem, I agreed, I cooperated, and the Butcher family will fully cooperate. ”

Joe looked at Carben a little distressed: "But you will take revenge on me." ”

Carbon looked at Joe sincerely, and shook his head gently with great firmness: "No, I will not retaliate against you." ”

Joe looked up at the sky, not far away, two hot air balloons floated one after the other, and the two pillars of light were like two long swords shining with thunder, easily tearing through the thick night and illuminating several slag hills below.

There was a sound of conversation in the hot air balloon from afar, and someone was holding a tin horn and shouting: "There is no one here, change the direction, change the direction...... Watch the wind, be careful, damn it! ”

"What if you take revenge on me?" Joe said to Carben very seriously: "I tied you up on the spur of the moment, seriously...... Now, it's hard to finish. ”

The corners of Kaben's mouth twitched violently.

Bastard, you don't think about it well now?

What is called impulsiveness?

On the spur of the moment, you injured your own guards in front of the public and tied yourself up?

Didn't you really think about the consequences?

In the distance, two policemen led the way, with a small group of militiamen, searching. They carried flickering gas lamps in their hands, and the blue-white light illuminated the nearby slag hill, casting large shadows in the distance.

"Watch your surroundings and be ready to fight." The powerful militia captain carried a double-barreled flintlock in his left hand, held a war knife in his right hand, and shouted excitedly: "Haha, if I can find Master Kaben, I will quit immediately...... Go to the countryside and buy a farmstead and enjoy life in retirement! ”

A dozen or so militiamen were as excited as their captain, and they were talking about how they would use the bounty to get away with the bounty after finding Carben.

Only the two policemen who led the team had serious expressions, cautiously blending in with the militia ranks, carefully observing the surroundings.

They know very well that those who dare to kidnap Carben in public, and who have the ability to kidnap Carben in public, are undoubtedly the gangsters of bandits and the villains of villains. These people are powerful and ruthless, and a small group of people like themselves really meet others, and they don't even have the qualifications to plug their teeth.

They are nothing more than an early warning, or a startling snake.

The militiamen were gleefully discussing the use of the bounty, while the police were nervous and nervous.

A low wolf howl came from behind a hill of slag, and a hazy figure rushed into the militia with a cool breeze. Lan Mujian's hands were like electricity, and his fists struck lightly from side to side, and in a snap of his fingers, more than two dozen militiamen all fainted and fell to the ground.

The gas lamps in the hands of the militia fell, and the ghostly Hibiscus even had time to catch them and put them on the ground intact.

The two policemen stood stiffly in place, only to feel a cold air penetrating through their bodies from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and it was difficult to move a finger on their bodies.

Yaya Peter and the others came out of the shadows, and they quickly collected the weapons on the militiamen's bodies, and then took out ropes, put their hands and legs behind their backs, and tied them up firmly.

One of the policemen finally came to his senses and stammered: "You can't escape, the whole Ruhr city has been blocked." ”

Joe heard the commotion, and he dropped Carben and strode over.

Hearing the policeman's words, Qiao said in a deep voice: "Escape? Why should I run away? Ha, I'm stupid, I have Salian's mandate, I have unlimited power in Ruhr, why should I run away? ”

Joe slapped his head hard, and there was a muffled sound of 'bang' on the head, which startled Lan Mujian, Ya and Si Gengs who were squatting in the dark.

Joe laughed out loud, "Why should I run away? Really...... The bad habit I developed when I was a child, I followed Gorkin to fight in the streets, and after beating people to the point of bleeding, my first thought was to run away quickly! ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Joe held his head high and shouted loudly, "But now, why should I run away? I'm a police officer, and I'm on a mission...... Damn, the order from Her Majesty the Empress herself, and the decree from Her Royal Highness Salian...... Why should I run away? ”

Joe stomped his foot a little regretfully, and the ground suddenly 'buzzed' for a moment, and the two nearby slag mountains shook, and a large amount of slag cinder slid downward.

Carbon was smashed on the head by several fist-sized pieces of slag, and he screamed and cursed in fear that the mountain of slag would collapse and bury him underneath.

As the head of the Butcher family, Carben's personal strength is limited, and if he is buried under the slag, he will surely die.

Joe grabbed a gas lamp on the ground and threw it into the distance.

The head-sized gas lamp was thrown nearly a thousand feet, and then crashed into a slag mountain, and a muffled 'boom' sounded, and a huge fire burst out on the slag mountain.

Hundreds of feet above the ground, several hot air balloons near and far roared at the same time.

In the distance, a sharp alarm whistle sounded, and a gong sounded, and a large number of torches, horse lanterns, gas lamps, etc., flickered, and changed from groups of three to five into rows and columns, and then quickly converged into a large area.

Immediately after, several hot air balloons in the air turned slowly and flew towards this direction.

The lights that converged into a sea rushed to this side, and there were dense footsteps everywhere, and some people were excited and loud.

There are also countless dog barks, and most of these people who search at night have dogs with them. Some of them led their dogs on a leash, while many more ran around casually, and many of them ran far faster than their owners, scurrying into the slag dump.

Amid the fierce barking of dogs, a dozen fat and strong hounds gasped and circled from behind a pile of slag.

When they saw Qiao and the others, one of the largest fierce dogs hesitated for a moment, then spat saliva and jumped up, and launched a pounce on the nearest Lan Mu Hibiscus. The other hounds followed suit, roaring and pounced.

Mr. Strons raised his thin staff and recited a secret incantation in a low voice, slamming it heavily on the ground.

A subtle cold wind swept across the ground and spread rapidly in all directions.

The pounced dogs suddenly squirted a large amount of urine, they let out a mournful wail, rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, and then turned around and fled with their tails between their legs.

Joe ran back to Carbon, picked him up, jumped lightly, and jumped up a mountain of slag nearly three hundred feet high with Carbon, and then raised his right hand high.

On several hot air balloons, a thick pillar of light shone down, just shrouding Joe's body.

Joe held Carben in his hands and shouted, "Carben Jung Butcher is here...... Whoever dares to take a step closer, or at any sign of attack, I will cut off his head! ”

In the dark night, Joe's voice was extremely penetrating, and it spread far away with the night wind.

The large number of lights that were approaching in the distance suddenly stopped, and after a while, a few gas lamps cautiously approached this side, and a man's voice sounded in the distance: "Don't hurt Your Excellency Kaben, what conditions do you have, we can talk!" ”

"I'm going to Fort Bucher." Joe shouted, "I'm going to Fort Butcher...... Open the gates of Fort Bucher, remove all the guards and private soldiers, and let my men in! ”

"It can't be." The man said loudly: "This request is too much, the Butcher family will not agree to such an outrageous condition, and it is impossible for us Ruhr City officials to agree to such an excessive request." ”

The lights in the distance flickered a few times, and the man's voice came again: "Or, change conditions?" Gold coins, or any other valuable jewelry that is easy to carry? It's not that hard to fix, is it? Give you enough money to leave safely with the money? ”

Joe shook Carben hard: "Enough wealth? How much wealth is enough? Money doesn't mean anything to me...... I just want to get into Fort Bucher, that's the only condition I have! ”

Joe shook the card too hard, and the card itself hurt and couldn't help but snort a few times.

A hot air balloon floated in the air, and a rude voice yelled, "I see him, bastard, they're torturing Lord Carben!" ”

The hot air balloon floated down the wind above Joe's head, and several flintlock rifles came out of the gondola and aimed at Joe from afar. The rude voice was yelling, "Bastard, let go of Lord Kaben......"

Joe laughed out loud.

Carbon roared angrily, "Bastard, take the gun back, do you want to ......"

'Bang bang bang'...... The gun went off.

Several flintlock rifles were violently activated, and Joe grabbed Carben and jumped down the slag mountain with him. Several large-caliber buckshot bullets landed on the slag mountain, causing sparks to splash everywhere, and a small piece of slag slid down.

Exclamations were heard in the distance.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot...... Bastards, you're making trouble for yourselves! ”

"Sir, let's talk...... It is impossible to open Fort Bucher...... Let's talk about it again. ”